All Posts For - end human trafficking

Have you ever noticed that when you are in the light, you have no fear of the dark? Sometimes you can even forget it exists. But when you’re in the dark, any light is a welcome relief. For most of us, we live in the light. We live our lives...

I have my faults, Cant you see? The noise halts. To hear my plea. I want you to hear, What I have to say. So come near, Dont run away. “Why don’t you listen?” I yell, I scream. It feels like I’m in a prison. Maybe it’s all...

At our thirty day Assessment Center, we are on the front lines of the battle against sex trafficking. The initial work to be done is getting them to feel safe and be still. These women are in fight or flight survival mode and for the first time, in perhaps years or...

Merry Christmas everyone! I hope everyone is having a great month celebrating the birth of our Savior! Above all else, let’s remember he is absolutely the only reason for this season! While we savor the greatness of our God for sending Jesus to Earth, let’s also remember why He came to...

The story unfolds in the same scene you continually read about; the dinner table. Our nights at the safe house are marked by same setting with one hundred different emotional variables. There are high nights, mellow nights, low nights, and even lower ones. This particular night the conversation was eroded...

We all have our own stories. The moments that lead us to where we are; some redeeming, and others not so much. Four years ago I laid in my apartment tearful and crying out to the Lord to mend and cleanse what I had tarnished with worldliness. My life resembled...

My sister is due in a couple of weeks, but the baby could come at any moment. I say “the baby,” because he still goes unnamed. They’ve struggled back and forth with a myriad of names, but cannot seem to agree upon nor land on one that suits him. How...

“Our Father in Heaven, hallowed be thy Name”. Our Father, how do we really look at our Father? What does our Father really mean? Especially when we don’t know how to look at a father because our biological father has failed us. Either, they were never around, or they were...

Women who have been trafficked are controlled by their trafficker. Their daily schedule, earnings and meals are dictated and determined by their pimp. They are under constant scrutiny. “When you are being trafficked time freezes, you know your life stops,” a Sparrow once told me. The Sparrows learned how to...

It’s the night before I go into the safe house for a week long rotation. I went on a date tonight, and while it was sweet, I drive home consumed with the normal-ness of it compared to the life I face tomorrow. The life that’s completely different than the last...